The Path Toward Heaven

The master of the underworld is the undisputed strongest in the underworld, a person of the same level as Tanbai Zhenren, and he will be hurt by a bell!

What exactly is this little clock?

Tong Yan rang the small bell in her hand again, her face paler.

An invisible wave of breath moved in all directions, as if it wanted to condense everything, but also seemed to destroy everything.

With a bang, the cliff collapsed!

The underworld master let out a painful and angry cry, broke out of the rock, and rushed towards Tong Yan.

Tong Yan circulated her true energy and wanted to ring the small bell for the third time, but she couldn't hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that, he was about to die under the hands of the underworld master.

Looking at the countless soul fires in the night sky, Tong Yan's eyes showed a look of regret, and she held a hard object in her sleeve, and Dao Nian spun.

As the wind passed over the cliff, a clear light flashed, and he disappeared from the spot.

The master of the underworld fell to the edge of the cliff, looked at a certain aura far away, raised his sleeve to wipe off the blood stains from the corner of his lips, and said with a slightly different expression: He actually brought Jing Yunzhong and Qianli Xi...

The blood stains were particularly conspicuous on the royal blue clothes, just like the bell that seemed to be still reverberating at this moment.

Jingyun Bell is a very special magic weapon of the Zhongzhou School. It is said that it was a natural divine object placed around the neck of a unicorn in ancient times.

No matter how sublime a practitioner's state is, or even a banished immortal, as long as Jing Yunzhong rings in his ears, his soul will be dissipated, and he will die in pain. Even if he survives by chance, he will definitely have no resistance. (These two sentences are completely copied from the previous text.)

If Tan Zhenren suddenly rang the Jingyun bell beside him today, no matter how powerful he was, he would be dead.

No matter how talented Tong Yan was, she still hadn't reached their level after all. She could only seriously injure him, but failed to completely turn the situation around.

But what he was vigilant and puzzled was that Jing Yunzhong was Tan Zhenren's portable magic weapon, and Qianlixi should have been taken back by the Zhongzhou faction, so why did it appear on Tong Yan, a traitor of the Zhongzhou faction?

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At this time, the world is being destroyed.

Master Taiping looked at Jing Jiu on the other side of the cliff and said, Styx will come to the world, and all differences and disputes between us will end.

The wind was howling, and the light of the sword was like countless fallen leaves, lingering between the cliffs, no one could stand close at all, and Daoist Guangyuan and Nan Wang also came to the sky with their swords.

After hearing his words, the people felt the subtle changes in the breath of heaven and earth, and were shocked and speechless.

If Daoist Taiping is telling the truth, the maelstrom diverts its course, attracts countless seawater into the underworld, and then uses the Styx river as a furnace... then it will really destroy the world!

Countless seawater meets the Styx River, is ignited by the wind from Qianlifenglang, turns into highly poisonous water vapor, rises from the Tongtian Well, and spreads towards the earth and ocean. No matter how grand the world is, how can it withstand the cooking of the big furnace of heaven and earth?

What if all this is true? Everyone's eyes fell on Jing Jiu, wondering how he would respond.

It's still the same way. Jing Jiu looked away, looked at him and asked, Didn't you think of some new methods?

Master Taiping smiled and said: There is nothing new in the world, the oldest is often the best and most useful, such as you and me.

Jing Jiu said: For hundreds of years, none of the things you want to do have succeeded. You should be very clear about the reason.

I have been preparing for hundreds of years, and the only thing that can stop me is Qingshan, but now I am in Qingshan.

Master Taiping looked at the small sedan chair with green curtains, at Zhenren Tan, at the cloud, and said, And these people also came because of Qingshan, who will stop me?

All the strong practitioners from Chaotian Continent came here because of the Qingshan Master Ceremony, and those passages into the underworld became so vulnerable.

This game sounds simple, but it's really great.

Hearing these words, Dazeling and others were extremely angry, even those Qingshan Elders who supported Taiping Daoist also changed their expressions slightly, Guangyuan Daoist even sighed sadly.

Don't worry. Taiping Daoist looked at the people around Tianguang Peak and said, What happened today has nothing to do with you. The smoke from the lower world will not harm you in any way. You will live well and feel more peaceful.

What about our family? What about our descendants? They will all die! An angry voice came from the sky, and it was unknown which family's ascetic.

Daoist Taiping said: Those mortals will die sooner or later, what difference does it make if it is sooner or later?

This very indifferent sentence floated lightly around Tianguang Peak, but it made all the voices disappear, because there was a great indifference and cruelty hidden in it.

I don't know how long it took, a trembling voice sounded: Master, what is the reason?

The person who spoke was Nan Wang. She stared blankly at the real Taiping by the cliff, her eyes were full of bewildered emotions, just like the little girl who had just started.

Master Taiping looked at her and smiled lovingly, but didn't say anything.

Many ascetics who are qualified to come to Qingshan to participate in the Master Ceremony know the secret of the incident hundreds of years ago, and know that Daoist Taiping wants to kill all mortals and build a world where only practitioners exist, but not everyone knows the real reason why he is so insane.

After Nanwang broke through the realm and entered Tongtian, he vaguely guessed something, but still couldn't help but want to get an answer from his master.

What is the purpose of practicing? Of course it is ascension, because that seems to be the only way or place for human practitioners to live forever.

Master Taiping looked at the gray sky full of thunder and lightning, and said calmly: Then what is the place after ascension? The fairyland or the upper realm? When I looked up at the mouth of the Tongtian Well in the underworld, I thought of this question. Chaotian Continent is the upper realm for the underworld, but is it the real fairyland? No, it's just another place.

Many practitioners were a little restless, thinking that after ascension, if it wasn't the fairy world, where could it be?

Some people are silent, such as talking about real people.

The real person Taiping looked at the real person Tan, and continued: There is an extremely strong barrier between us and that world. Ascension is to break this barrier, and if you really go there, you will find that it is not a fairy world at all, but a strange, cold and almost dead world, and there are extremely powerful existences in that world.

Zhao Layue said: You didn't ascend, how can you be so sure?

Since many years ago, I have been the tallest person in the world, so I can see farther.

Taiping still looked at Tan Zhenren, and said, Do you think I'm wrong?

Tan Zhenren remained silent.

When Master Taiping said these words, he didn't stop competing with Jing Jiu for the control of Chengtian Sword.

The great formation of blue light covering the peaks gradually fell towards the ground, and the gaps on the surface became wider and wider.

Thunder and lightning kept falling in the cloudy clouds, chopping the lake water of Bihu Peak into various shapes. The blizzard on Shangde Peak was getting bigger and bigger, and the sword intent at the sword peak was getting more and more chaotic, and it condensed into a very powerful sword intent in the air, completely covering the bodies of Taiping Daoist and Jing Jiu.

Everywhere, trees fell silently, and cliffs collapsed, making a dull crash.

The howling wind made the ascetics' faces pale and their clothes like flags, but the cloud still couldn't be blown away, and Daoist Bai's face couldn't be seen.

A somewhat old and deep voice sounded, it was the old monk from Guocheng Temple before: It is true that there has always been a saying about extraterrestrial demons in the ancient Zen scriptures.

In fact, in addition to the ancient Zen scriptures, there are also many Taoist classics that have hidden records, but due to various understandable reasons, those speculations and statements are like a wild flower in the grass, which is hidden and difficult to find.

Master Taiping looked at Jing Jiu and said, You should know what that coward from Falling Immortal Island once said. You might even have seen it with your own eyes. What do you say?

Jing Jiu's gaze passed through the sea of ​​clouds, lightning, and snowstorm, and landed in an extremely distant place, without answering this question.

He told Zhao Layue that after his ascension, he saw tens of thousands of flying swords burning and igniting, passing through the distant star field like meteors.

If a flying sword is a fairy who has successfully ascended, how powerful and terrifying is that world?

Click! Several bolts of lightning illuminated Bihu Peak, and then it rained heavily.

The sword intent of the Qingshan Sword Formation fell on him and Daoist Taiping, their bodies gradually weakened, and even the wind and rain in the real world couldn't stop them.

This world is too weak.

Real person Taiping looked at the peaks in the wind and rain, and said with emotion and pity.

The rain fell on his darkened face and wet his clothes. He looked a little embarrassed, and he looked a little like those old farmers who were rushing to rescue at the breach of the river embankment.